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Here is the story of my grandparents dogs point of vew: M: Oh I THINK it is morning so i'd better get up and wake up my girl of the month. M: (walking over to dog bed #1) get up!! its time to ask for brekfast. L: (with her head popping up) Is my daddy back?!?!?! M: No L: Oh. (and goes back to sleep) M: okay girl wake up feed me feed me!!! (Girl turns over and goes back to sleep) M: no one ever lisens to the dog. M: huph! well will anyone get up with me? Corgis in unison: NO M: comon' girl wake up and feed me then we can play ball then we can run then we can..we can... [at this point she walks into a post of girls loft bed] M: um actualy i think i can sleep a bit longer. I will sit on my bed and just keep asking girl to feed me untill she does. M: feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me feed me [this of corse to girl is a dog crying] Girl: DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME IT IS??? M: (in dog languge) Yes it is time to get up and feed me. G: IT IS A WOPING 1 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING GET ON YOUR BED AND GO TO SLEEP!!!!!! M: you forget I cannot read a clock. [this of corse to girl is more crying of wich she answers] G: you heard me back on your bed.
this is how my morning starts most of the time. if you enjoyed this story please post it so i can know to write more. this is just a try at writing. Oh and Leia (BF) go ahead and post but please dont let the empror reek havoc on my blog LOL. Gods Girl 1993 |
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